Date
December 22nd, 1999
Location
Albert Jones’ Gym in New York City, New York
Time
4PM
Status
Off Camera
The scene opens as fourteen year old Becca Rogers wheels herself into the place she once used to train regularly at. She watches on as a couple of the other students are having a practice match in the ring while the rest of them are either practising rolls, tosses or just simply working out.
Albert
There she is!
Becca’s trainer walks over to her with a smile on his face.
Albert
How are ya doin’, kiddo?
She looks up at him and puts on a fake smile.
Becca
I’m okay I guess.
Looking back to the action going on in the ring, she becomes entranced by it and Albert notices this and he pulls up a chair and sits down next to her.
Albert
Ya’ll miss it, don’t ya?
Rogers slowly nods.
Albert
This doesn’t have to be the end, ya know?
Becca turns her head so her attention is focused on Jones.
Becca
What are ya talkin’ about, Al? Ya’ll heard the doctor. I can’t fuckin’ wrestle anymore. I’m done.
Albert sighs and nods slowly.
Albert
I know. But what I’m sayin’ is… it’s clear how much ya’ll love this industry… and there are other ways ya can be a part o’ it.
Becca
How?
Albert
Ya’ll are a natural… and ya’ll were one o’ my best students. The knowledge ya have about all aspects o’ this sport? Ya’ll have a gift, kiddo. Why don’t ya use it to help train others?
Becca
Ya mean… do what ya’ll do?
Jones nods and smiles.
Albert
Yeah. How about ya come and help me train these other kids when ya fully recovered? This lot could learn a lot from ya. I’ll even pay ya for ya troubles.
Rogers is silent for a moment as she watches the action before turning back to her trainer.
Becca
Lemme think about it.
Albert
Take all the time ya need, kiddo. Feel free to stick around for as lon’ as ya want. It’s nice to see ya out and about.
Albert gets to his feet and pats Becca a couple of times on the shoulder before heading back over to his students as the scene fades.
Date
July 8th, 2021
Location
Shieldmaidens Warehouse Gym in New Orleans, Louisiana
Time
7PM
Status
On Camera
The scene re-opens as we find AMMO Television Champion, Becca “Bruiser” Maguire sitting on a steel chair with a black towel over her shoulders, after just finishing a workout, with her championship draped over her shoulder as she glares into the camera.
Bruiser
I’m gonna start soundin’ like a broken fuckin’ record here, aye?!
She removes the title from over her shoulder and holds it up to the camera and points to it.
Bruiser
Ya’ll see this?! I fuckin’ told ya’ll that I was gonna beat both Mosh and Baudelaire and walk out as the brand new AMMO Television Champion!
Replacing the title back over her shoulder, she leans back in the chair.
Bruiser
And on the next episode o’ AMMO… I have my first challenger… in the form o’ Anastasia Baudelaire. And ya know what? I get it. Ya’ll had Mosh on the verge o’ tappin’ out durin’ our Triple Threat match… but when it comes down to it? In those sorts o’ matches… ya’ll gotta have eyes in the back o’ ya head. I took advantage o’ that and then I dropped ya with the Kickstarter to walk out as the new AMMO Television Champion!
The Shieldmaiden chuckles.
Bruiser
And o’ course… ya’ll are usin’ the fact that it was a Triple Threat match as an excuse! And aye… ya’ll probably woulda won if it were a one on one match… if ya opponent was Mosh! But if it was a one on one match with me? Like it will be this Sunday? Ya’ll wouldn’t have had the chance to fuckin’ lock in the Facelift!
Bruiser expression then turns sour.
Bruiser
And ya’ll can be rest assured ya won’t have the chance to do it this Sunday either! Coz now, lass?! Ya’ll just went ahead and made the biggest mistake o’ ya fuckin’ life by insultin’ my wife!
She suddenly pops up to her feet, forcing the steel chair to topple over.
Bruiser
Ya’ll got a fuckin’ death wish or somethin’ bitch?! See… I can handle bein’ disrespected! Ya’ll can call me ugly and mock me for my wrestlin’ ability… even though it’s far superior to ya’lls wrestlin’ ability! But when ya brin’ the people I care about into it?! Ya’ll are crossin’ the fuckin’ line!
She looks down at her championship, pointing to it before looking back up to the camera.
Bruiser
Ya’ll want this?! Well I’m tellin’ ya now that ya’ll ain’t gonna fuckin’ get it, bitch! Coz now?! I ain’t just gonna fuckin’ beat ya! I’m gonna fuckin’ destroy ya! After Sunday?! Ya’ll won’t be able to come up with an excuse as to why ya fuckin’ lost! Coz they’re gonna have to fuckin’ wire ya damn jaw shut while it recovers after I smash it to pieces!
Bruiser snarls.
Bruiser
So enjoy these last few remainin’ days of ya lavish lifestyle! Coz after AMMO?! Ya’ll will still be gettin’ fed by other people… but instead o’ ya servants doin’ it for ya… it’ll be doctors feedin’ ya through a fuckin’ tube!
The champion then shoves her hand into the camera causing it to cut off as the scene fades.
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